The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 24, 1912, Image 12

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SRSBW" Don't he silly, Mabel. Then youhavea't heard -about it yet,?WeliTecKs proposed to somegirl aniltthink of It !) she turnedhim down!Oh, tmt it's true. But no onecan guess who the girl is. Ofcourse this is only between ypuand me, Mabel.We danced nearly all afternoon. And I got so tired thatonce I took a walk out into thewoods, all by myself.And, do you know,s Mabel, I'brushed my head against softiepoisoii ivyand you should seelnyface now: It's ail-red.Well? I don't .know I don'tfeel so very bad'over if. And ....Oh, Mabel, I must tell it! Promise me that you'll never, NEVERmention it to anybody?All right. Why, you know, Tedsaw me going out into the woods,and didn't he have the impudenceto follow me !Yes, it was, perfectly shocking,and ne found me standing beside the poison ivy1, rubbing myface. I was almost crying. Andhe, the big dunce, just stood aboutten 'feet away and looked at me.Ami after awhile he just said,"Excuse me.'d better go?" "Ithink so," said I, and he started toturn away, but just then he stuckhis hands into his pockets andturned round again. "I'm notgoing after all," h'e said. . "Allright then, I SHALL." "But hesaid, "you have brushed againstsome poison ivy." "Well" saidI. "Well," he said eagerly, "Ican fix that all right," Of course,I asked him how, and then, Ma-bel, before I -could" do anything, orscream, or cry . . . he, the impudent scamp .-. .'.Mabel, he kissedme! f"Yes, he did. And then when itwas all over, he suddenly drewhimself .up, and turned aroundlooking perfectly MISERABLE.I just qank down and began tocry. And then he asked if I couldforgive him. But' then I wastalking away with my head high.And Mabel, I say Mabelpshaw! I believe the exchangegirl's cut me off! I MUST telkher the,xest. Ah! There's our.?riqg again. Hjello, Mabel! Yoirjsee, when I walked off from himtin such a rage I really didn't dis-1"like.him at all. And Oh OhWHO is talking now?',Ted, you miserable, naughtyboy, Did you just call me up?You see, I have been talking toMabel. vYOU HEARD WHAT I SAIDJUST NOW?4 Oh, Ted, Ted. 'That was just to jolly Mabel.Ted, Ted, PLEASE stop.I won't answer you. -I WONT,I'm putting up the receiver now,so I can't listen.Well, then. Tonight at 8. Whythere's that bell again. Hello !What! You were listening just--now,too, Mabel? But I don't careope bit for anybody now, Mabel.Well?' About Ted's being turned downby some girl? Why, don't yousee? I did that yesterday outthere in the woods. That's all.Thank you ever so much, Mabel. And I think it's just a DEARtelephone, don't you?